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StorySpring in a Country Graveyard queen beatle41 week 1 day ago
StoryAn Evening With An Immortal Man Ed Crane92 months 31 min ago
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StoryThe Visit Mr. Moon63 months 1 week ago
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StoryI'm Already There Bee316 months 1 week ago
StoryNo-one Ewan1510 months 5 days ago
StoryLife in the shadowlands gletherby2011 months 2 weeks ago
StoryDawning Glory skinner_jennifer61 year 2 weeks ago
StoryA Tribute to Selby Logan Tom Brown41 year 2 weeks ago
StoryBee's Journey - (the last leg) Bee411 year 3 weeks ago
StoryAn Idiot in the class Justin Tuijl41 year 1 month ago
StoryFeeda (a prose poem) Justin Tuijl21 year 1 month ago
Story2 Visits Over 3 Days To A Nuclear Bunker In A Forgotten Zombie Park & 5p Down Justin Tuijl31 year 1 month ago
StoryNo Grandad in His Things Justin Tuijl31 year 1 month ago
StoryProject Icarus Justin Tuijl11 year 1 month ago
StoryBurning Wolfhound - prologue Justin Tuijl41 year 1 month ago
StoryChristmas Kindness skinner_jennifer121 year 2 months ago
StoryTHE CORRUPTION OF RUDI RIESENKAMPF (Part 1 of 4) Chris Whitley21 year 4 months ago
StoryTo Isolde, A Gift - If Only You'll Be Mine loquaciousicity61 year 4 months ago
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StoryBlue seashore411 year 6 months ago
StoryOf An Outhouse in Autumn (1) sean mcnulty41 year 6 months ago
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StoryEllis In The Arms sean mcnulty151 year 7 months ago

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Daughters in the Museum

There are traces of you in the museum y our waist -l ength hair the colour of burnished copper and gold got everywhere f lying behind and around as...
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My Sister Asked Me

My sister asked me w hat’s it like to have a black sister w hen you are white? She put me on that spot you cannot get down from until you have...
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Illicit Exercise

I’ve taken to running around the field behind my house - you might not call it running - but there is an element of privacy the field affords which...
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Pooky gets a Break

Needless to say, the old Bingo game was not all it was cracked up to be. Phil was not a man made for work. Yes, he could turn up, schmooze, regale an...
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Pooky and The Philanderer

Glad was a bingo fiend, that’s why she was on the coach tour in the first place, but she’d been in Pretty Pigs, Scarborough’s third worst hotel, for...

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393 of my comments have received 391 Great Feedback votes

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Is there anything more

Posted on Mon, 09 Mar 2020

Is there anything more wonderful than the earth?  As rich and as complex as the finest compost - this is our facebook and twitter pick of the day - do share it!

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Posted in Ode to Compost

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I found this blissful piece

Posted on Sun, 12 Sep 2004

I found this blissful piece of loveliness as I was rummaging through the archives - I hope you like it too - so share if you do - because it's our facebook and twitter pick of the day!

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Posted in Winter Dreams

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I'm so sorry for your loss,

Posted on Mon, 01 May 2017

I'm so sorry for your loss, what an amazing life your father had.  Thank you so much for sharing some of his story with us. Xx

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Posted in Shlamek

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I like the way time seems to

Posted on Tue, 19 Jan 2016

I like the way time seems to slow down to hold the moment, like a segment of slow motion at the centre of fast motion film.  Beautiful language.

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Posted in All change

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Wish I could remember back

Posted on Thu, 02 Jul 2015

Wish I could remember back this far, I sometimes thik I can recall moments from being a baby, I guess  it's all lurking there somewhere.  Really interesting perspective.

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Posted in First Day First Memory

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The small details of the

Posted on Fri, 21 Nov 2014

The small details of the mundane show how momentus the last contact is, all is preserved, impossible to resolve.  I like the ideas of soaking up your mother as yourself.  When we lose our mothers we lose some of ourself.

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Posted in My Mother Myself

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Our lovely story of the week

Posted on Wed, 18 Nov 2020

Our lovely story of the week - well done!

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Posted in The Kitchen Incident - A Short Ramble

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What a lovely story!

Posted on Fri, 20 Nov 2020

What a lovely story!

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Posted in BETSY, THE MARE WHO CAME HOME

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Thoroughly enjoyable!

Posted on Tue, 27 Oct 2020

Thoroughly enjoyable!

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Posted in Behold The Faerie Realm Part Three

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Beautiful and educational -

Posted on Thu, 22 Oct 2020

Beautiful and educational - another gem from Onemorething is ou Facebook and Twitter pick of the day!  Do share if you like it too.

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Posted in A Tailor Bird’s Song To A Spider

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